The Wizard and I
He was the wizard of a 1000-King’s. had a chance to meet him one night wandering* bewildered*depressed* and aimless*.
I’ve lived through his tale’s*…I have already shed the blood and have the scar’s*. He drank my wine* and we reflected*. Where do the answer’s lay*? He a wizard and me a slithering lizard* lion* or lamb*. I walked through the darkness came to the door of light*. And I opened it. Wow*.
As I fall-back into the darkness, my heart want’s to stay. For that is where many of my friend’s stay.
For their not wandering. They are floating on the cloud’s, for the rest of time. Watching the color’s of Life* go by.
I’ll get there someday*! Today I’ll just sigh and watch my friend’s go by!
For I know the wizard’s, the king’s, the peasant’s, the fling’s, the sick, the leper’s, the down trodden, gysy’s, and Wing’s*…in many color’s…! Did a Bell ring?
tjm